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Jan 2013
The Bottom
this stuff I pour,
Out of me, into you
Your hand here
It twists the knife
My heart now gone
What is left??
Just this old body
Nothing is but
Brokenness from this
Hopeful self you've left.
Claire Ellen
Written by
Claire Ellen  North Pole, AK
(North Pole, AK)   
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